She sniffled and wiped the tear from her face. “How did you get up here? I didn’t give them permission to let you up here?” She kept walking away from him to keep the distance between them.

“Madison, I have my ways. If I want to see you, I will see you. Nothing will stop me.”

“I can see that now.” She stood behind the kitchen table while he stood in the living room. He was staring so hard at her; his eyes were melting into her. She didn’t know if it was from the walk or from him being here, but she was warmer than usual and maybe a little more wet too. Her stomach didn’t feel right either. She had a nervous feeling in her stomach, probably carried over from the park.

“Mr. Stark,” she began, “I don’t know why you picked me or why you are interested in me for your sub thing, but I don’t think I can do this. You should find someone else.”

He tilted his head slightly to the left, still studying her. He knew he was making her uncomfortable. This was his intention. Then he smirked.

“Please stop that,” Madi asked. She couldn’t take his staring any more. Dhe kept trying to look away but it wasn’t working. His eyes drew her back to his beautiful face. She wanted to go to her bedroom and lock herself inside, but she knew he would follow her. And her bedroom was the LAST place she wanted him to follow her to right now.

“Look Mr. Stark, I think you need to pick someone else. I can’t do this for you or to you or whatever it is, I can’t, I won’t be any good.” Madi’s nerves were making her hands shake.

“Madison, come here. Move away from the table and come here.” Madi paused for what seemed like minutes, the she sighed and did as he commanded.

“Good. Now, let’s try something before you give up on this idea.” He took off his jacket and laid it on the back of one of the kitchen chairs. He undid his cuff links and started to roll up his sleeves.

“Madison, take you shorts and underwear off.”

Making a face at him, she questioned what he asked. “Mr. Stark, please, I don’t’ think…”

“Madison, I am not asking you to think. I have given you an order to take something off. Now do it.”

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and pulled the shorts and underwear down to the floor and stepped out of them.

“There. Does this make you happy?” Madi was mocking him now.

“Come bend over this table. Put your arms over your head.” Madi followed the orders and laid herself on the table. She felt more embarrassed and exposed as the seconds ticked away.

The cool air on her exposed pussy started to excite her. The anticipation of what was coming, or what she thought was going to happen, was making her wet as well.

“You will now see and feel what makes me happy, Madison. I had something else planned, but the tone of your mouth has changed my mind. You will learn when your smart mouth should run and when it should stop. I want you to count off as we go. Understand?”

“Count off? What am I counting?”

WHACK – his hand spanked her left cheek hard.

“What are you…” she was shocked. What had he just done to her?

“That is one, Madison, count or I keep adding more.”

“What the hell…” she wasn’t sure what he was doing.

WHACK – his hand spanked her right cheek just as hard. Nothing from Madi.

“Count Madison. That is two.” His tone was stern.

“Fine. Two. Is that what you want…”

WHACK – back to the left cheek and harder. Her cheek was red and marked. The fire was burning up inside her, heat rising for more than one reason.

“Three, how many…”

WHACK – back to the right cheek. Also, pink and marked.

“Four, can you answer me…”

WHACK – left cheek again, but the bottom of the cheek near the thigh this time.

“Five” her voice getting a little choked up as if the pain was getting to her. Her ass was on fire, as was her pussy.

WHACK – right cheek this time but also near the top of the thigh.

“Six.” Her voice was quieter and more subdued. Her eyes were getting heavy.

He took two fingers and shoved them in her pussy and quickly pulled them out. She gasped and even jumped a little. He got her attention.

“Open your mouth Madison.” He put his fingers in her mouth. “Taste how wet and aroused you are from that spanking.”

She closed her eyes as she sucked on his fingers. She couldn’t believe she felt this way after he spanked her. She really wanted something else to suck on, but she wasn’t telling him that.

Then she heard him undo his belt buckle and his pants, rip open the condom wrapper and he was inside her. That fast. “Mmhh,” Madi didn’t know if her verbal reaction was allowed or not, but it felt good, she couldn’t deny that. She couldn’t help her moans.

“Oh, Madison. Well done tonight.” He thrusted into her quickly. He had to. He was so hard, she had pleased him tonight.

He knew she would react this way. He knew she would get turned on by this. He kept thrusting. Faster. Harder. Faster. He grabbed her hips tightly. He squeezed so hard he probably bruised her skin.

Madi didn’t realize she would like that so much. He spanked her. Yet, her body liked it. She could feel the excitement growing with each spanking. She knew what he would find before he even felt her pussy. Damn her body for betraying her. Madi couldn’t believe she liked the spankings.

He reached around to her front and started rubbing her clit.

“Oh my god! Oh yes!” That was what she needed to get to orgasm. And it wouldn’t be long.

Madi was shocked, but this felt damn good. She knew it was only a matter of minutes before he took her over the top. Her breathing increased. Her heartbeat grew faster. She grabbed the sides of her table to hold on.

“I am going to come,” she panted.

He continued his fast, hard thrusts. He knew he was ready to come, she was too. It was time. “Come Madison, come all over my fucking cock.”

She did. She squeezed and came on his hard cock that was ready to explode. “Oh god yes!” followed by some heavy breathing and trouble catching her breath.

After hearing her come, he made a few grunts and he came inside her. “That’s it Madison. That feels so good.”

When he finished emptying his load, he pulled out, pulled his pants up and went to the kitchen to clean himself up. Then he went to the sink and grabbed a towel, put some warm water on it and came to clean her up.

She stood up looking for her shorts and underwear and put them on.

When the both had their clothes on, he walked over to the couch and asked her to sit down. When she did as he asked, she grimaced a little as her cheeks hit the leather.

“Careful Madison. You will be sore for a few days until you get used to me doing that.”

Get used to him doing that… Madi was surprised that she liked that idea.

“Madison, how did you feel tonight?” He sat very still watching her for her response.

Madi played with her fingers and kept her head down, a little embarrassed to admit her pleasure.

“Madison, look at me when I address you and I want an answer, an honest answer.”

Raising her head slowly, she very quietly answered him. “I liked it.”

“As I expected you would. This was a sampling of what our time together would be like.”

He watched her. Studied her eyes and her body movements. She kept looking down or away from him.

“Would you like to go further and try more?” He was hoping she would say yes. He had so many things he wanted to do with her.

“I think so…” she said very quietly.

“Very well then. You will return to work tomorrow and after work, a car will pick you up and you will meet me for dinner. You will receive instructions during the day that you are to follow. Understand?”

“Instructions, like what? Where to go?” Madi wasn’t sure what to expect.

“No, Madison. How to get yourself ready for me.” Her eyes went wide. Prepare for him?

He leaned forward and kissed her forehead. He needed to leave before his cock demanded more time with her.

“Good night Madison. I will see you tomorrow. Lock up after I leave. Sleep well.”

And with that he as gone. Just got up, grabbed his jacket from the chair and walked to the door. Looked back at her and walked out the door.

Madi fell back into the couch. She was on cloud nine. But she was scared to death.

Madi woke up the next morning wondering if last night was a dream or was it real. Did her boss really make her have an orgasm? Did he really lick her pussy? Did she have his cock in her mouth? Oh, what did Madi do? She laid in bed trying to see if any of it made sense. She finally concluded that it didn’t.

Having her morning coffee after her shower, Madi decided she didn’t want to go into work today. She was kind of apprehensive to see Mr. Stark. So, she called in sick and made sure someone would take his calls for her.

Madi laid on her couch staring at the ceiling. She started to replay last night’s events in her head. She wanted to remember everything he said, everything he did. Thinking about it all just made her excited again, so that had to stop. She wanted a clear head to think about this dom and sub proposal he made to her.

She took her phone out and started googling the terms he used last night. All kinds of things popped up on her screen. People tied up with ropes, people on some kind of cross, people wearing collars, people crawling behind another person, people using whips and people gagged and blind folded. She gasped and put her phone down. What the heck was he thinking? She couldn’t do this, be tied to a cross and crawl on the floor behind him?

“I can’t do this, who does he think I am?” She certainly didn’t want to face him right now.

Madi decided to go for a walk in the park. She put her clothes on, sneakers too and grabbed her headphones and phone. Maybe this would help her clear her head.

Entering Central Park, she knew exactly where she wanted to go. There was a beautiful, peaceful lake and once she got to the lake she wanted to go sit on the big rock that jutted out over the lake’s edge and look out at the lake. With her music on, listening to Lindsey Sterling, she started her walk to the lake.

When Madi got to the rock she went out as far she could go and sat down. She criss- crossed her legs, put her hands on her knees and closed her eyes to relax. She turned her phone to silent, wanting to just relax and hear the birds and feel the warmth of the sun. Deep breaths helped her to focus and relax. She listened to her breathing in and out. Slowly. Deep breaths.

Madi’s thoughts went to her mother first. What would she think of Madi right now? Madi was raised to be a good church-going girl, praise Jesus and avoid sin. This was far, far from how she was raised. Her parents kept her very sheltered in their small town until her father left them. Then her sister left. Madi moved soon after her mom passed away. There was nothing keeping her there but memories.

But then Madi remembered her mom used to say, “Madison, you have to be happy in life, no matter what you choose to do.” So now Madi was listening to her mom but felt the guilt of trying to explore something new and different. A new career, a new place to live, a new hobby, her mom would have encouraged that, but this? A sexual relationship with a man who would be her dominant? What exactly did that mean? Part of her was curious and that scared her, but part of her thought her boss was so hot she WANTED to have sex with the man, more than what she had already done. She wanted him to bring her to orgasm again. But this time with his cock inside her. He’d be her first meaningful relationship, but would he see it that way?

Then Madi wondered what would happen if she wasn’t good enough for Mr. Stark. What if she didn’t give him what he expected. She would have to quit her job, and maybe move away. How could he be good enough? She was young and inexperienced and he obviously knew what he was doing.

Madi started to cry. Maybe she just needed to look for a new job now. Her emotions were all mixed up and seeing Mr. Stark every day wouldn’t make this easier. Madi got up, decided to go back to her apartment to start looking for another job, even a temp one, the sooner she got out the better.

She grabbed her phone to turn her music back on for the walk home when she noticed the many missed calls and text messages. What the heck was going on? Her apartment building had called her? Missed texts from a number she didn’t know. She started to listen to the voice mail messages.

“Hello Ms. Ryan, this is the doorman at your apartment. We have a gentleman here trying to get up to see you, a Mr. Stark, but he isn’t on your list and you are not answering your phone, so we are not letting him up the elevator. He is very upset so please be advised when you return. Call us if you need anything.”

Madi stopped dead in her tracks, leaned over and put her hands on her knees. She wanted to be sick. He was at her apartment. Damn it. Now what did she do? She thought about sneaking up the stairs and avoiding the lobby, in case he was waiting. Oh wait, the text messages… she opened them up. The same number that messaged her last night.

Unknown: Madison this is Mr. Stark. Where are you? Why did you call in sick today?

Unknown: Madison, I want an answer – where are you?

Unknown: Madison you need to tell me you are okay? Let’s talk about last night.

Unknown: I am going to find you. We need to talk.

That did it. She sat down right there on the walkway. She laid her forehead in her palms. She started to cry. This was all too much for her.

After a few minutes, she got up, pulled herself together and walked home. She needed to get home and start looking for another job, maybe move, she didn’t know where, but she needed to avoid all of this.

Madi let herself in the stairwell with her tenant key, walked up the four flights to her apartment. When she opened the stairwell door to her floor everything was clear. She walked down the hallway and turned the corner and then her heart stopped, and she froze up. There he was pacing the hallway outside her door. Damn it. Madi instantly turned around hoping he didn’t notice her. He did.

He heard her walking and looked up. “Madison.” He said it very firmly and with anger.

Madi stopped in her tracks and turned around so she wasn’t looking at him. “I don’t want to see you right now.”

“That’s obvious,” he said, “but that is not what is going to happen. Turn around and come back.” His commands made her do it without thinking. Damn him.

Madi turned around and walked to her door, her head looking down at the floor the entire time. She couldn’t look him in the eye right now. When she stopped to take her key out, he took his hand under her chin and lifted her face to his.

“Madison, you cannot avoid me. We have unfinished business to deal with. Now let’s go take care of what’s on your mind.” As a tear rolled down her cheek, he held the door open for her to go into her apartment.

“Madison, you may sit down,” he said as he walked to his chair behind the desk. “I want to talk to you about something.”

He poured two drinks at the small bar near the bathroom, then walked back to the desk. One glass was placed in front of Madi and the other, he took with him to the other side and sat down. Leaning back in his chair, he took a sip. Holding his glass in his hand, he watched Madi.

Madi sat as he asked her too. She fidgeted with her hands in her lap. She didn’t know what was coming next or what to expect but gosh she needed a release. She was ready to cry. Emotions were wound so tight inside. She looked uncomfortable sitting there while he stared at her. She glanced at the glass not knowing what was in it or what to do with it. And what was in that folder on his desk?

“Take a sip Madison, it won’t hurt you, in fact it might help” he said with a smirk on his face.

She slowly picked up the glass and held it. “What is it,” she asked softly.

“Whiskey. Take a small sip” he warned.

Taking a sip larger than she probably should have, she coughed as it burned the whole way down. She fought not to spit it out when she coughed. He found that funny, laughing a little when her eyes got real big and she almost choked.

“I’m sorry,” she said, “I’ve never had whiskey before.” She placed the glass back on the desk.

“Well I am guessing there are a lot of things you’ve never had or done before, am I right Madison,” he asked, placing his glass on the desk as well and then sitting back while watching her.

“What do you mean by that and why do you call me Madison and not Madi,” she asked. She never talked with him about her past, where she had been or how she came to this job. How would he know? Madi lived a pretty simple life before this. Maybe that’s why all of this made her so excited.

“First question, Madison, you have worked as my assistant now for about 6 months and I think we seem to fit together well. I would like to offer you something else, something I think you would enjoy trying.”

Did he really say “fit together well” to her? Offer her something? A new position? Did she want to leave him? Wait, she liked it here. She didn’t want to leave him. The pay was good, and the benefits were even better.

“Slow down Madison. I can see the look on your face, your mind is racing ahead of you.”

Wow, could he really see that? Sitting up straight, she folded her hands in her lap. “Okay, so what is it you want to offer me,” she asked.

“Well let me answer your other question before we explore what I wanted to discuss with you. I think you are more fitting of your given name of Madison, rather than Madi as everyone here calls you. I prefer Madison.” Tilting his head to the side still intently staring at her, “does it bother you when I call you Madison” he asked.

Dropping her head to look at her feet she said, “no, it’s just that my mom was the only one who ever called me Madison.”

“I see,” he answered. “Well I will continue to call you Madison, so please get comfortable with that.”

Sitting up in the chair, leaning forward and placing his elbows on the desk he was ready to discuss what was on his mind and in the folder.

“Madison, have you ever heard of a submissive and dominant relationship before?” He was watching her closely for any reaction that would make her run. That was not his intent. “Do you know what a submissive and dominant are and how they relate?”

“A what and a what?” she answered. What the heck was he talking about?

“One person is the submissive and does things to please their master called the dominant. The submissive’ s role is to pleasure to the dominant, they belong to them.”

Her eyes got really big and she reached for the glass of whiskey taking another sip.

“You mean pleasure, is that like where you tie someone up and whip them and use them and stuff?” she asked.

“Madison, slow down, it’s more than USING someone. First, I want to talk to you about being my submissive. I would be your dominant. You would serve and pleasure me, if you agree to this. I take great care of my submissive and as you bring me pleasure, I would do the same for you, when you deserve it.”

“When I DESERVE it, what do you mean?” she was so curious yet so scared to know what he was talking about. Her heart was beating faster, and her palms might be a little damp, but her pussy was a whole lot wetter than when she came to his office.

Thank god for the whiskey.

“Wait a minute, do you realize I don’t even know your name? I mean I answer your phone as Mr. Stark’s office, but I don’t even know your first name? Maybe we should start there?” Madi was starting to get some courage and a voice.

“I didn’t realize you didn’t know that” he chuckled. “My first name is Adam, I am Adam Stark.”

Sitting back in his chair, left hand to his chin, he watched her, studied her. Started to imagine things with her. He could feel his cock getting hard again. She did something to him, he needed to tie her up soon.

“Okay, so would you like to give this dom/sub relationship a try? Let say we start out slowly and work our way into it?” He knew she was game, just needed to get her to see that.

Standing up, he undid his cufflinks and folded his shirt cuffs up his arms. He then walked around to the front of the desk where Madi was sitting, grabbed her hands and helped her to stand. His eyes were on hers the entire time. He slowly walked her over to the couch and turned to face her.

“I am going to help take release the pressure you’re under, so you can think clearer,” he said.

He started to undo the buttons on her blouse and take the blouse off the shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. He leaned into her, taking a deep breath as he went to kiss her shoulder before removing her bra strap.

Madi was feeling everything come alive as soon as he touched her. Sparks and flames ignited in her as he did this. She couldn’t stand it. Her pussy was pulsing, goosebumps up and down her spine and in her scalp, this man was driving her insane.

Once the strap was off he grabbed her breast in his hand, “beautiful Madison” he said and took her nipple in his mouth, nipping the tip, sucking the tip.

Her eyes closed, and she took a deep breath as her head fell back. A little moan came from her lips as well.

He did the same to the other breast, nipping, sucking and pinching both to arouse her more.

His hand slowly went down her leg, under her skirt, and to her underwear. He could feel the warmth before touching it. His hand found her folds and she just about melted right there. She started to drop to the floor.

“Careful Madison, I don’t want you to fall, lay down on the couch,” he said as he helped to position her on the couch, spreading her legs one over the back and one on the floor. He wanted access to that warm pussy. His own cock was growing harder and demanding more of her.

Madison laid her head back on the couch. Nerves, excitement, arousal, it was all going on and she couldn’t stop this train if she tried. He sat down on the couch in front of her spread legs.

“Madison, has anyone licked your pussy before,” he asked. He had a feeling he knew the answer. He was staring at her mound, wetness coming through her underwear.

“No,” she whispered. Oh god is that what he was going to do? She closed her eyes tight. He was looking at her pussy. She felt so exposed yet so turned on. She wanted to close her legs but she knew he would let that happen.

“Well Madison, I am going to bring you to great pleasure. Lay still for me and do not move. You move, I stop. Understand?”

She nodded. But that wasn’t what he wanted.

“I need you to say yes, that you understand,” he said to her, looking at her, waiting for her verbal reply.

“Yes,” she whispered.

Getting the answer he wanted, he moved her underwear to the side, he laid his hands on her mound. He felt the heat she was giving off. He took his hands and spread her folds. “Beautiful Madison, just beautiful, so pink and ready.”

She didn’t know exactly what that meant but he liked it and oh, she was turned on alright.

Madi closed her eyes trying to not be so embarrassed and enjoy this moment. Her hands clenched the side pf the couch.

He started to gently lick her inner lips. His warm tongue sent more goosebumps throughout her body, but also made her pussy want him more. He lavished her with his tongue, enjoying the reaction. Her moans were making his cock harder and more uncomfortable. Slow licks, small sucks, and her moans told him she liked it.

He found her clitoris and started to suck and gently nip it. Continuing with the lips and back to the clit, Madi was going to die.

Then he slowly took his finger and placed it inside of her.

“Oh Madison, you are so tight, I can’t wait for you to come on my cock.” Adjusting himself he went back to her pleasure. Licking her lips and sucking her clit while slowly thrusting his finger in and out. She tasted so good.

“I am going to come, I think,” she said. She has been waiting for this moment.

“Madison I want you to come for me,” he thrust two fingers inside and picked up on the speed. A little faster now. He could feel her starting to clench and squeeze his fingers, she was close.

Madi couldn’t hold back anymore. Her body started to shake, she was tingling and pulsing and she didn’t know what to do. Didn’t know if she should scream, “oh my god, mmmm, oh my, mmmm.” She squuzed the side of the couch, her toes curled up and she closed her eyes letting everything go, letting him make her feel so good. So good.

Madi couldn’t catch her breath. Her eyes were still closed as she laid there on the couch trying to calm herself down.

His cock was so hard he knew what he would do when he got home. He had to adjust himself once again before he went to the bathroom to retrieve a warm washcloth for her, wiped her before putting her underwear back in place and letting her legs lay naturally on the couch.

After cleaning himself up he walked over to her on the couch. Looking down, pleased with the site before him, he said, “I think you will need some time to think about what we talked about. We can discuss more tomorrow. You’ve had enough for tonight. Let’s get you home.”

This is my writing so please do not copy or take it for your use. Thank you.

4

Madi gasped but didn’t raise her head. She knew what she had run into. Eyes closed, she breathed in his scent. It was heavenly, mesmerizing and she knew she had no defenses right now. He owned her. All the way down to her wet pussy.

She placed her hands on his chest. It was hard. Solid. He must work out, she thought. She could feel his muscles through his shirt, the jacket was gone. Her forehead rested on his chest. Oh, he felt so good. She wanted to see more of him. Feel more of him.

He took his hand under her chin and lifted her face towards his. Her eyes stayed closed.

“Look at me.” He said in a stern, commanding tone. She didn’t respond.

“Madison, I will not ask twice,” he said. He said her full name again.

Madi opened her eyes slowly and looked at his face.

Wow. She had never truly looked at his face up close. Not this close.

She was in total awe of how handsome he was. Tanned skin, deep green eyes, strong jaw bones and a dusting of facial hair with a beautiful head of dark wavy hair. She couldn’t stop staring. He wanted her to look at him? She wouldn’t, she couldn’t stop looking at him in fact. Those eyes were mesmerizing.

“You were instructed to stay here until I returned, were you not?” he asked in a softer tone, yet still agitated. His other hand moved to her arm and held it. “Madison, I expect an answer.”

“Yes, you…did but…Cindy invited me out for drinks and…um…” she was having trouble answering his question. His scent was overtaking her brain and his eyes, she couldn’t look directly into them without melting.

“I gave you specific instructions and you disobeyed me Madison. We need to discuss this in my office.” Taking his hand away from her chin, and removing his other hand from her arm, he turned, placed his hand behind her back to guide her as they walked to his office.

The place was eerily quiet. Madi only knew the office floor to be busy, noisy and alive with people working, talking and moving around. Right now, it was dead silent.

As they walked towards his office, she could hear music. Classical music coming from his office. Weird, she never heard music before in his office.

When they entered his large corner office, he walked her to the middle of the room. He took her bag and put it on the chair by the desk. While he did that, Madi looked out the floor to ceiling wall of windows at the night sky and the crazy city below them. He had quite a view from up there. He walked back to her, standing squarely in front of her.

“On your knees Madison. Now,” he said.

Madi didn’t even think about what she was doing, she just did it. She knelt. He unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock.

“Mm,” Madi let a small moan slip when she saw his cock. It was gorgeous. Better than she ever imagined. Hard, smooth, pink with a vein down the side and a bead of pre-cum on the tip. She wasn’t sure what to do though. She knelt there quietly waiting for him.

“What’s the problem?” he asked. “Do you need to be told what to do with my cock?”

Letting her head fall in shame, she didn’t know how to tell him the truth.

“What the fuck is the problem Madison?” Impatience growing in him as he raised his voice a little.

She took a deep breath for courage, “I’m not very experienced at giving blow jobs” she said. She’d only done one or two before and never knew if she was any good at it. She dreamed of giving them but that was different.

“Are you kidding me Madison, just take my cock in your mouth, and relax, I will help you. And don’t bite” he said. She couldn’t tell if he was being nice or just needed a release.

Just seeing his huge, gorgeous, hard cock in front of her, almost sent her to orgasm. She couldn’t believe she was going to do this and she wasn’t dreaming.

She put the head in her mouth. “Mmm” more moaning from Madi. She actually liked this, but then again, this could be coming from the liquid courage she drank tonight.

He held the side of her face as he moved back and forth. Gently at first. He let Madi go slow so he didn’t scare her. He needed her to do this and to like doing this for him. Madi licked the tip, mouthed the head as he slowly created a rhythm. She gagged a few times while trying to go deeper and deeper. She was trying to relax. Trying to make this feel good for him, fighting her growing emotions and remembering to breathe all at the same time. Her moaning made his eyes close. He dropped his head to the side on his shoulders. The thrusting started to go a little faster. Madi started taking him deeper.

“That’s it Madison. Suck my hard, fucking cock. Those lips on my cock and your warm mouth are going to make me come quickly.” Madi placed her hand on the shaft to hold him tight. She didn’t want to squeeze too hard, she felt nervous and didn’t know what he would say when they were done.

She started moving her hand with the movement of her mouth. Thank god he was moving her head and she didn’t have to do that too. Deeper and deeper she took his cock. Trying to relax and make this feel good for him.

You are going to swallow everything I give you. Everything,” he said.

The thrusting was going faster now. Madi’s eyes were watering. She needed a release too. She wanted to touch herself right now. Better yet, have him touch her. She would come just from his touch, she knew it.

Madi kept moving, sucking while he moved her head back and forth. She concentrated on breathing. When he would pull her mouth off she would hold the head in her mouth or rub her tongue over the tip. His reaction told her he liked it.

“Madison. I. Am. Going. To. Come,” he said as he growled out loud and wit ha few more movements, he emptied himself in her mouth. A few more thrusts and he was still finishing. She was swallowing as quickly as she could. Some of it was coming out the side of her mouth. She tried to wipe it, so he wouldn’t see it. Damn that man had a lot in him, she thought.

He pulled out of her mouth, “very nice Madison” he said, very matter of fact like and helped her to stand up. He walked towards his bathroom to go clean up, closing the door behind him.

Madi smiled, then straightened her dress. Looking for a tissue to wipe her mouth she walked over to his desk to take one from the tissue box. She was a tad bit proud of herself. She just gave her boss a blow job. Her smile quickly faded when she saw a folder on his desk with her name on it. What was in that she wondered? Why was it out on the desk?

The sound of the turning door hand startled her, and she turned around quickly, but not quick enough. He saw her looking at the desk.

This is my writing so please do not steal it or copy it without permission. This is just me putting some thoughts together into what might become a short story.

3

Wednesday morning Madi made her way to her desk. Thinking about the day ahead had her smiling already. She put her bag away, sat at her desk and checked her messages.

Her boss had left her a message that he would be out for most of the day, he would return late that afternoon. She was instructed not to leave until he returned. Instructed? This wasn’t like him to miss their usual Wednesday “meeting” but hearing his instructions gave her mixed feelings.

On the one hand, he had NEVER missed a Wednesday with her in months. She started to wonder what made today different. She didn’t know if he was married or had a girlfriend. She didn’t know much about him at all, come to think of it. She was too shy to ask him any questions, just did as she was told. And she liked it when he told her to do things.

On the other hand, Madi’s body was starting to anticipate and react to the mere thought of her boss. Things were tingling and coming alive more often. Plus, she found herself wet at the idea of being with him today. Her confused feelings were doing a number on her.

Not knowing what time he would be back, she went about her day as best she could, doing her normal jobs and taking care of what he needed her to do. Trying to keep her mind focused was not easy.

At lunchtime, she went out with some of the girls on the floor. Madi always enjoyed listening to the girls talk about their lives. The more people that came to lunch meant the more people that talked about themselves and the less she had to talk about herself. One of the girls, Cindy, convinced Madi to go out with her after work. Madi accepted after Cindy wore her down to finally say yes. Madi wasn’t sure how the end of the day would go. She regretted saying yes already.

As the workday came to a close, Madi started to feel the pressure to leave with Cindy. Yet her boss had not returned to work yet. Madi felt nervous and uneasy, not sure what to do until Cindy was standing at her desk, purse in hand.

“Are you kidding me Madi? You can go over whatever it is that is that important tomorrow.”

Obviously, Cindy was ready to go, and she wasn’t letting Madi stay behind to do any more work. But Madi felt like she should stay behind as her boss had said.

Grabbing Madi’s arm and her bag, Cindy walked Madi out of the office to the elevator and right out of the building.

The girls ended up at a local bar where Cindy ordered martinis for them both. She walked the drinks over to the booth Madi was sitting in and handed Madi her drink.

Madi held the glass when Cindy gave it to her staring at the glass. Madi didn’t drink alcohol, this was all new to her. She certainly wasn’t going to come clean about it now. She just wanted to fit in.

“Cheers Madi, here’s to letting off some steam,” Cindy said but Madi sat the glass on the table.

“What’s the problem? Don’t you like martinis?”

“I’ve never had one before,” she answered with her head lowered as if she was embarrassed to admit it.

She did her best to keep the conversation about Cindy and not herself. When Cindy asked her questions, she answered as little as possible and turned the questions back to Cindy.

After her second drink, Madi’s phone rang. She was startled. No one ever called her but her sister. Who was calling her she wondered?

She looked at the screen and didn’t recognize the number. She got up to walk to the bathroom, so she could hear better. Tapping the green circle, she said hello.

“WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?” the voice was pissed. She instantly knew who it was. Her boss and he was VERY angry.

Somehow this made her excited. She felt her pussy wake up.

“I… um… I went to um … to get a drink with um… Cindy.” she answered. She was nervous. Her steps increased towards the bathroom hallway where the noise level was more conducive to talking on the phone.

Teeth clenched, he talked slowly to her, “I don’t give a god damn who Cindy is, where are you I asked?”

Madi could hear the anger through the phone. She didn’t know what to do but answer him directly. “She works down the hall. She invited me for a drink and I … I um… didn’t know if or when you were coming back so I …”

“I specifically told you to wait for me, didn’t I?” he was pissed. “I will send a car for you, tell me where you are.”

Send a car for her? Madi had never had someone do that. “Right now? I need to go to um… can we do this um…” Madi wasn’t sure if she wanted him to know where she was. Part of her wanted him and part of her was scared of this man.

“No the fuck not!” he exclaimed. “You need to come here tonight. Where are you? I will not ask again, Madison.”

Oh damn. He used her full name. Usually reserved to when she was in trouble, her own mother hardly ever said it when she was younger. She told him what bar they were in, he instructed her to be outside in 10 minutes. Madi leaned against the wall in the hallway to try and gather her thoughts.

Shivers went down her spine. What was he going to do to her? He sounded so pissed yet she couldn’t wait to see him. What the hell was going on with her?

She went back to the booth and told Cindy she had to go, something about a roommate she didn’t have, needing help. It sounded good to her when she made it up. She left Cindy some cash and headed outside. She didn’t want to think about what she was doing or she’d go straight home.

A few minutes later a black SUV pulled up and a man in a suit got out and asked if she was Madi. She nodded. He opened the door for her. Without hesitation, she entered the backseat of the vehicle.

Madi was fidgeting in her seat anticipating what would happen next. How mad was he really? Madi found her hand rubbing her thigh and moving closer to her inner thigh. She sat back, eyes closed and let her hand find her underwear. She was wet. And getting wetter thinking about this man. Her boss. He infuriated her, confused her and turned her on all at once. Her fingers found her folds and she was warm and wet. Ugh!

The vehicle suddenly stopped and Madi heard the door open. She opened her eyes and gathered herself quickly and left the SUV. She needed a release and needed it soon or she’d burst.

“He’d like you to go upstairs to his office, the guard will let you in that door there,” as he pointed to the one door being held open for her by the security guard.

“Thank you,” she said as she headed towards the building. Her feet moved like she was walking in mud and couldn’t get them going. She wanted to hurry up and slow down all at once. She didn’t know what was going to happen when she got upstairs.

Once she was alone in the elevator, Madi suddenly felt sick. What was he going to do to her? Why did she need to stay so late for him? So many things went through her mind. And why the hell was she doing this? Why was she in such a trance with this man. Her heart began to race, and the alcohol wasn’t helping. She needed to leave, she needed to get out of the elevator or take it back downstairs. Maybe she’d call a cab to take her home at this late hour. This was crazy of her to do.

She stood close to the doors waiting for them to open. She’d leave when the elevator stopped, go to the first desk, call a cab and go back down. He would never know she was even there if she didn’t go to his office.

She whispered to herself, “come on doors, open please.”

When the doors opened she bolted out and hit something hard. Very hard that smelled very good. She knew that scent. She knew it well. Oh god, she walked right into him. He was waiting for her.

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Madi and Her Boss

2

Tuesday seemed like such a long day. Madi was looking forward to tomorrow. She knew she’d have more dream material after tomorrow. Her boss had been gone all week, but he never missed a Wednesday. Not for the last three months. As Madi walked to the bus stop, she started the fantasy.

Walking in through the front door of her apartment, she dropped her purse and bag in the chair at the table and decided to take a long hot bath before dinner. She walked into the bathroom and started the water, added some Epson’s salts and started to undress.

As she set her foot in the tub, she waited a minute to let her body adjust to the temperature of the water. Then let her whole body lay in the tub. “Oh, this feels so good. Just what I needed,” she sighed. The warm water sent shivers up her spine. After closing her eyes, she saw him. All of him.

He walked through the bathroom door, “oh baby you are so sexy in that tub full of bubbles.” He slowly undressed, as if he was doing it for her benefit. His underwear was the last thing he removed and when he did, she gasped at the huge cock that came out of his underwear. She had never really seen it, just always felt it. She knew it was huge.

“You want this don’t you, you greedy bitch?” Then he grabbed his cock and rubbed it for her excitement. It was so hard. She wanted to touch it, taste it. Worship it.

Madi watched him walk over to the tub and stop in front of her. His cock was at the perfect level and she wanted to suck it.

“Take it in your slutty mouth. Suck it. Suck it like you fuck it.” And he took a step closer while Madi reached out for it. Taking it in her hand, her tongue licked the tip of the head to take the pre-cum off. Then she licked the head and let her tongue go down the shaft. Using her hand to rub the base of his cock, her mouth was getting used to the size and thickness. She put her mouth around the head, bobbing up and down a few times. Coming back to the tip she opened wider and took more in, working to gradually take it all in. Gagging a bit, she looked up at him and saw a smirk on his face. She continued to take him. All the way in. He let his head fall back and he groaned, “holy fuck. Your mouth is so good.” After a few more sucks, he pulled out and wanted to join her in the tub.

“Lean forward,” he said so she moved up letting him get in the tub behind her. Wrapping his arms around Madi, he lifted her legs over his and rested them on the side of the tub. He then picked her up and set her on top of him. He wasn’t too careful when he placed her on top of him. He penetrated her rather fast and forceful. “Agh” she gasped, not expecting that to happen.

Leaning into her ear, he whispered, “just relax, you might enjoy this too.”

With her legs over the side of the tub, her back to his front, he started to rub her pussy. She was so turned on, he could tell. His other hand found her left nipple and he started to roll it between his fingers. When he pinched her nipple, she’d make a little noise which he seemed to enjoy hearing.

Slowly moving in and out of her, she let her head fall back on his shoulders. “That’s it baby, enjoy the feeling of my full cock inside of you.”

He found her clit and started to pinch it while still pinching her nipples. The sensations were driving her crazy. This man was talented and seemed to know all the right places to touch her.

She spread her legs wider while he rubbed. She started to move with his movements. She wanted more. So much more. Maybe she was a greedy bitch. Feelings inside were building up and she wasn’t sure how much longer she could go. “Oh, this is so good,” she said in a nice throaty voice.

Suddenly, he stopped moving and stopped rubbing. Her eyes opened, she grabbed the side of the tub and sat up panting. “What? What happened? Why did you stop?”

All movement completely stopped, and her body was crying for it to continue. She was so close.

“I want you to rub yourself while I fuck you,” he said.

Okay, she could do that. She leaned back against his chest again. Her hand slid to her pussy, found her lips and then her hard clit. Oh, she needed this release. She started rubbing. He started moving again but this time harder, with more force. He was holding her on him by her hips as he rammed his cock into her. Water was sloshing out of the tub.

Her eyes closed, she wanted this feeling to take over her, to take her, she wanted to go with him, wanted him to make her go there, but he stopped giving her pleasure. She could finish it though.

Almost there…she felt it coming. His normal grunting was starting. “Oh fuck, this feels good. Keep rubbing that pussy for me.”

She did as she was told, eyes still closed, head back on his shoulder again, she was almost there. “oh, I’m coming,” she panted. His growls started to get louder and as she started to come. “oh my god, oh my god,” and her tight pussy came all over his cock.

“Damn, you squeeze my cock so tight when you come,” he said.

She needed to catch her breath and enjoy the moment. She didn’t want to come down from this emotional ride. It was a damn good one too.

When she opened her eyes, she realized she was alone. There was no one else in the tub. No one behind her. Yet the floor had water on it, and her legs were over the side. She let the side of the tub hold her up. A deep sigh made her realize the truth.

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Madi and Her Boss

1

“Oh baby, that’s it. Your pussy is so tight…just how I like it.”

Bent over his desk, she let him do his “thing” knowing he’d be in a much better mood after he finished.

“Take all of my hard cock, that’s right baby. You can take it all. That sweet young pussy of yours is mine.”

He had a certain rhythm as he moved back and forth, hard and fast, his balls banging into her pussy exciting her even more. She just wanted to touch her clit, rub it, bring herself some relief. But his wasn’t about her. It was NEVER about her. She did this for him.

Growling out loud, he said. “ohhhhh that’s my sweet fucking secretary,” as he came inside her. She could feel his hard, warm cock throbbing as he emptied himself, then pulled out, leaving her laying on the desk. She waited until she heard him go into the bathroom within his office. The toilet flushed, and she knew she was safe to get up. She pulled her underwear up and fixed her clothes and did her best on her hair. She waited. Knowing it would come…

He exited the bathroom all fresh and clean. Walked over to her, looked at her kissed her on the forehead and said his “friendly” dickhead thank you that he always said to her, “thank you dear, now go back to work.” Such a nice boss.

She left his office, closed the door and went to the bathroom. Her usual routine. Feeling the “walk of shame” as she went down the hallway, she just wondered who could tell what she had just done and did every Wednesday afternoon at this time. Her head hung low as she tried to walk quickly and quietly to the restroom. Once she got inside, she went into the stall and sat on the toilet to make sure no one followed her there.

Madi was pissed. Every Wednesday it went the same way. He’d call on the intercom, “Madison, I need you to take some notes on a project. Hold my calls and get in here.” He never smiled, he was stern, demanding and not real warm and fuzzy. But she wanted more. She didn’t mind doing it, but she wanted more from him.

“Why”, she asked herself? Why did she put up with him? She knew the answer to that question, she needed the money. He was VERY generous when it came to bonuses and extras but the day to day interactions were sometimes, downright cold and rude. That’s not how she was raised. Madi was nice to everyone. At least she tried to be. Her mother would roll over in her grave if she knew what Madi was doing now.

Madi put herself together and returned to her desk. She waited for 6:00 pm to come around so she could go home. And be “done” with him. She had some unfinished business.

She stepped off the bus and walked to her apartment. She wasn’t far from Central Park. Her apartment had a pretty nice view of the park. Madi had grabbed a salad at a local market on her way to the bus. She couldn’t wait to get inside and eat it.

She entered her apartment, turned to close the door and rested her forehead on the door as she turned the lock. After a heavy sigh, she walked towards the kitchen to put her food and bags down then made her way to her bedroom. She knew she needed a shower to wash him off before she could do anything else. Taking her clothes off, putting her shoes away, she stood there in her bedroom naked. Staring in the mirror on her wall she just looked at herself. Madi couldn’t figure out her feelings, hurt, dirty, sexy, turned on? She was a mess of emotions but seemed to be more and more turned on after each encounter with the boss.

She didn’t realize her right hand was on her breasts, rubbing her breasts until she stopped on her left nipple. Watching herself, she took it in her fingers and pinched it. “mmm” as she sucked in her breath. This was good for her. Madi’s left hand went down her stomach to her pussy. Rubbing over her mound, she spread her lips and found her clit.

“Ahhhh, finally,” she said. She rubbed her clit and pinched her nipples over and over again. She felt the feelings begin to get more intense. Eyes closed, Madi let her head fall back and started to imagine her boss, tall, dark, handsome and sexy with his masculine scent. That cologne was his unique scent that made her want to do this more than once a week. How could a man have this much of an effect on her?

Madi continued to play with her breasts and pinch her nipples while her other hand kept rubbing her clit. She was so wet. She couldn’t help it. He made feelings come to life within her, more than any other man had ever done. She couldn’t explain it, didn’t want to know, just wanted to enjoy this moment.

The more her fingers moved the more the desire grew. Her nipples were so hard, and her clit was tight and sensitive too. As Madi remembered her boss fucking her today, the way his balls bounced against her pussy, that was all she needed to lose herself into the moment and come all over her hand.

She was so exhausted she fell to the floor and laid there for a moment. Eyes closed, she imagined him coming in her room. He would pick her up in his arms and kiss her. Oh, she wanted to be kissed by that man. How would he taste? He’d walk her into the shower and thoroughly fuck her again while she was pinned up to the wall by his large and handsome body. That huge cock would be moving in her tight pussy and she’d feel every movement he made. Then he’d wash her and caress her in the shower before drying her off.

Madi had the most beautiful dreams of the darkest man she ever knew. If only he’d make them come true.

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The Argument

Arguing over something trivial, she can’t even remember what started the yelling but the obvious feelings he brought on within her were strong. She wasn’t doing this. Not right now. This thing between them was too new, too raw.

Padding quickly across the room and pushing him up against the wall, she placed her right hand on his throat. Eyes steaming right into his own dark eyes, the fire was burning. Getting as close as she could to his face and with her teeth clenched tight, she warned him, “Don’t ever test me like that. I know what you are doing. You are the sub here. Something you need to remember.”

His breathing was short and rapid. He was so turned on and so was she. Her left hand slid down his chest to his pants. As she suspected, that beautiful cock was hard. Not just hard but so ready for her to take.

Looking back into his eyes she smirked. “I know what you want. But you are not going to get it. Not tonight. You need to be punished for this behavior.”

Taking a step back she instructed him to take his clothes off. Slowly. His dark eyes remained focused on hers as he unbuttoned his shirt and took it off his shoulders and threw it on the ground. Then the pants were unbuttoned and dropped to the floor. Her eyes moved to that gorgeous bulge in his underwear She was dying to hold it in her hands. Grab it, take a hold and rub it. Watch the bead of pre-cum fall off the tip. Maybe even put it in her mouth. But not tonight. Tonight, he needed to learn who was in charge, and it wasn’t him.

Time to get back to this blog…

So it’s been almost a year now since I last posted in here. I moved, enrolled my kids in new schools and life has just kept rolling. All the things you do to a new house, a hurricane when you have 2 houses to take care of, a new roof on one of those houses and painting. OMG painting. Trying to make the house “ours” has been a lot of work.

But I am back. Because I have started jotting down some thoughts. Random scenes. Could they turn into short stories? Yes. A book? Who knows? But for now I am going to post them here. Maybe someday I will find time to start promoting the books I love to read here again too.

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